Post by Danny on Mar 20, 2020 16:00:25 GMT -6
As the opening video finishes, things go live to the inside of the arena as pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.
Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Revolution! I’m Tom Phillips.
Mauro Ranallo: I’m Mauro Ranallo.
Corey Graves: And I’m Corey Graves. Tonight we’ve got a packed show! In singles action it’s Tessa Blanchard taking on Cody.
Tom Phillips: In triple threat competition it’s Rey Mysterio, Brock Lesnar, and Jimmy Havoc doing battle.
Corey Graves: In tag team action it’s The New Kingdom taking on the team of Shibata and Ikemen.
Mauro Ranallo: And also also in tag team competition it’s The Dynamic Duo versus The Chosen Bros versus The Dudleyz versus The Undisputed Era.
Corey Graves: And in our main event, it’s Johnny Morrison versus Velveteen Dream!
Tom Phillips: But first in a tag team match it’s Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard going against the World Warriors. Let's head down to the ring for that one right now!
The live cuts back to the ring where Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard are already in the ring, waiting the arrival of their opponents.
The Nickelback tune begins playing as the fans hesitantly boo, the former underdogs, who strut out with the beautiful Tessa Blanchard by there side, in Leather Jackets and sunglasses. Strutting past the fans and the commentary table, who fist bump Corey as they now earned his respect. Grado and Boar hold the roles for Tessa to get in then they follow. Once the get to the ring they do a quick pose, and hand there jackets to Tessa.
Tony Chimel: “Being accompanied to the ring by Tessa Blanchard, Weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty-five pounds. The team of Grado and The Proletariat Boar, they are the World Warriors!”
They pose some more soak in the boos, and have a quick chat with Tessa who gives Grado a quick peck on the cheek, before going to their corner and await the prey.
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DING DING DING
Sammy wants to start things off for his team, while the Boar starts things off for his. Sammy walks right up to Boar and pats him on the head, heading "Good Boar" before laughing and walking away. Leyton finds this hilarious as the duo have a laugh over it but Boar comes running over and smashes Sammy with the Moldovan Splash in the corner! Boar tosses Sammy to the ground and grabs a hold of Leyton with both hands, bringing him into the ring. Keyton tries to fight his way free but Boar forces him in with the Boarhug! Leyton's life is leaving his body quickly but Sammy comes to the rescue with a chop block! Boar falls to his knees and Sammy and Leyton nail him with a double DDT! Sammy turns him over for the pin.
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The Boar kicks out!
Mauro Ranallo: Despite them kind of being around for a long time, we don't really know anything about the team of Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard, Can you give us any insight Corey?
Corey Graves: Look your guess is as good as mine but they're in control of the World Warriors so I guess they're not to be underestimated.
Sammy is stomping down on the Boar but it's not really helping to keep him down. Instead he runs to the ropes, springboarding of of them with a crossbody but he's knocked out in mid air with a headbutt! Sammy lands hard and the Boar brings him up to his feet, irish whipping him into the ropes. Sammy bounces off and runs right into a sidewalk slam! Boar makes the cover!
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Sammy kicks out! Boar brings him over to his corner to tag in Grado. They start putting the boots to him in the corner, making him fall to a seated position before Boar heads out and Grado backs away. Next thing to know, Grado comes running right at him, colliding with him with the Roll and Slice in the corner! He drags Sammy out from there and then looks around. He backs up before performing the Slug! He's about to land the chop drop but Sammy moves out of the way just in time. Guevara crawls over to his corner, trying to make the tag but as he gets there, Boar has pulled Leyton off the apron and throws him into the steel steps. Sammy is all alone as Grado runs at him. Luckily Sammy gets his boots up in time to knock him back a few paces. Sammy exits onto the apron before springboarding back in with the shooting star press, taking him out!
Sammy grabs Grado and drags him over to his corner, climbing up to the top rope. As he's doing that though, Boar gets on the apron and shakes the ropes, causing him to lose his balance. Grado then gets back up and comes over, grabbing him by the back of his head and hitting a neckbreaker! He drags Sammy to the middle of the ring and tags in Boar, they wait in opposite corners as Sammy gets to his feet, only to fall victim to the Law of the Jungle! Boar makes the pin.
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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, the World Warriors!
The World Warriors get their hands raised while Leyton checks on Sammy as the feed goes elsewhere. Tom Phillips: Also in a tag team match it’s Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard going against the World Warriors.
Our cameras open up inside the dressing room of Brock Lesnar, who is viciously pacing back in forth in lieu of his upcoming match tonight. Suddenly the camera gets turned towards the advocate for Brock Lesnar, none other than Paul Heyman.
PAUL HEYMAN
My oh my what a difference a week makes doesn't it? You see last week something happened here, something unexpected, and unprecedented. You see before last week all of you jackals in the back and all of you in the arena and watching at home were content with what was happening here in the UWF. It's almost like you were used to the norm that is Revolution. That is all of course until last week. From the moment we stepped foot in the arena doors, there was a sudden shift in the balance around here. The mere presence of my client sends chills up the spines of every person here. In one weeks time it's quite obvious what all the buzz is about. My client and his arrival here spells the dawning of a new era in this company. In a way I suppose I almost feel bad for the two souls stepping between the ropes tonight because they no not of what they are about to endure. You can do all the homework you want, watch all the films you want! In the end there really is no way to prepare yourself for Brock Lesnar.
Lesnar grabs the microphone from Heyman.
BROCK LESNAR
You see Paul you are way to nice of a guy, and I suppose that makes you my voice of reason, but I'll take it from here. Havoc! Mysterio! I hope you boys put on some diapers on under your gear because you are damn near going to soil yourselves tonight. Rey Mysterio the littlest big man there is, well son I take dumps bigger than you and I am going to toss you around like a rag doll that's a promise! Jimmy Havoc same goes for you. Your name might be the most scary thing about you. I'm going to chew the both of you up, spit you out and move on to the next. I'm taking you both on a little trip to suplex city, and that fellas is a one way trip.
Heyman takes the microphone back from Lesnar.
PAUL HEYMAN
Gentlemen if I may offer a small piece of advice to you tonight it would be this...acceptance. I would like you both to accept the fact that my client is not just a man. HE IS A BEAST! And as such he will rip you both apart like nobody ever has. Brock Lesnar has come here to do what it is he does best, and that is hurt anyone in his path. He is going to victimize you, brutalize you, defeat you, and remove you from this company if he has too. That goes for any punk ass in the back that wants to step up to the plate. He isn't hard to find, and you can sure as hell bet he isn't going to back down from anyone. I want you all to take a real close look tonight and watch the carnage Brock Lesnar leaves in that ring. I want you all to watch it, soak it in, and learn from it. Its really a simple equation my friends... Suplex City, F-5, victory, repeat. That is the new way things are going to go around here, so you all better get used to it, courtesy of the beast incarnate, BROCK LESNAR!
Lesnar and Heyman leave the dressing room as the segment ends.
Smoke emerges onto the entrance stage at Revolution as the lights go out and a white light flashes in and out. A heart beat sounds out of the PA System as the white lights click in and out following the heart beat, right before a voice sounds out of the PA system screaming..
“American Nightmare”
"Kingdom" sounds out of the pa system as the lights cut back on and the smoke then begins to settle off the stage and everyone is met with Cody. Smiling with a smirk.
Tony Chimel: Introducing first, “The American Nightmare” Coooodddddddddyyyyyyyyy
He then begins to make his way to the ring to make as he walks down the ramp. When he finally reached to the ring, he walks over the steel steps and climb up them. He then also climbs on top of the turn buckle and spreads out his arms and screams “American Nightmare” before he hops into the ring. After he enters the ring he walks over to the corner as he awaits his opponent.
The Rhiana song hits and out walks Tessa Blanchard as confident as ever. She struts her stuff but not before striking here trademark pose, continuing to the ring. She makes it through the ropes and flips her hair and rolls her eyes at Chimel.
Tony Chimel:”Representing the World Warriors, from North Carolina weighing in at 126 pound. She is The Diamond, Tessa Blanchard.”
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DING DING DING
Cody confidently walks up to Tessa, not taking her seriously in the slightest. As a matter of fact, he lifts his right hand up, asking her for a test of strength. Blanchard is more than used to this type of behavior and obliges, wanting to show him a thing or two. As she lifts her hand Cody, switches hands and smiles. Tessa just gets pissed off and delivers a stiff forearm shot that knocks him right on his ass! Cody looks up with a surprised expression on his face. He pops right back up and takes a swing at her but Tessa ducks it and gives him a few chops to the chest to back him into the ropes. She esends him across the ring but Cody reverse, sending her running instead. When she comes back, she eats a back elbow to the face, Cody going for the pin right away.
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A quick kickout from the Television Champion. Cody grabs a fistful of hair and brings her back up to her feet. He gives her a few slaps in the face but Tessa retaliates with a kick to the gut followed by a Butterfly Suplex! Cody quickly rolls to the outside, not expecting such power from a woman. Tessa follows him outside and goes on the attack but Cody catches her with a clothesline! He picks her up and rams her back first into the apron before throwing her back in. He stalks her as she's getting up, gradually moving in behind her. Once up, he pulls her back and places her in a Crossrhodes position but she brings her knee up to hit him right in the face! He's stunned by this and Tessa heads up to the top rope. Cody has no idea and when he turns around, Blanchard comes flying off with a Double Knee Facebreaker she calls Tessa in the Sky with Diamonds! Cody goes down and she makes the pin.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, the Television Champion, Tessa Blanchard!
Mauro Ranallo: Nice win from the champion right there.
Tom Phillips: Looks like Cody should have taken this fight a bit more seriously.
Corey Graves: He's a bit rusty but lets not forget he almost beat the former champion a few weeks ago. He'll come out of this just in time to humiliate Spike, trust me on that!
Tessa gets handed her title and raises it up high as the show moves on.
*we see Jimmy Havoc sitted on a chair behind a table on his locker room and what we seems to be a diamond from far away*
Jimmy: Hi everyone, it's me, Jimmy Havoc and in the case you're asking how did i get a diamond, well, i didn't
*the camera closes on the "diamond" and we see how it was just a box that was put in the form of a diamond covered in brillantine to make it shiny*
Jimmy: It's just a fake one that i obtained and basically, what i want to say is that this fake diamond repesents Tessa since her skills and the fact that she's unbreakable might make her call herself diamond whenever she says that "the diamond always shines" or something like that, but what she did on our match a few weeks back on Revolution basically are making that Tessa ain't a diamond as she says she is. And if she ain't a diamond, even despite being unbreakable---
*Jimmy tears apart the "diamond"*
Jimmy: I can and i will beat her and why's that?. That's for you to find on a later date.
*the segment ends with Jimmy stepping over the rests of the "diamond"*
Fans in the arena are excited as UWF's resident superhero Rey Mysterio comes out. Mysterio comes out wearing his traditional superhero cape but he ditches it and he throws it to the sde and he makes his way down to the ring.
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen making his way to the ring. From San Diego, California UWF's resident superhero Reyyyyy Mysssteeerrriiioooo!
Mysterio rolls in the ring and he rises to the top rope and raises his hands as flashbulbs hit as he poses on the top rope. Mysterio jumps down and he takes off his shirt ready to stop whatever villain comes his way.
Tony Chimel: From Camdon, England, weighting 220 pounds, Jimmy "Pain" Havoc!!!!
*Jimmy comes down the ramp qith his fork around his waist, looks at the fans booing him and smiles at them, this scaring the fans booing him. Then he enters the ring, grabs the fork and lifts it in the air*
Brock Lesnar's music echo's throughout the entire arena as the mastermind Paul Heyman springs out from behind the curtain, with his client Brock Lesnar right behind him. Lesnar takes a moment to take in the crowd and their distain for him as Heyman looks on with an evil grin.
Tony Chimel: And their opponent, Brock Lesnar!
Brock bursts out the gates, going straight after Havoc who reacts by absolutely hightailing it out of the ring, and scrambling away as Brock heads after him. Havoc tries to run but Brock is leagues faster than him and begins to catch up as Rey observed the two, seemingly formulating a plan. Havoc is in arms length and Brock attempts to lock his arms around him but Havoc lurches back with a steel chair!
Ranallo: Great strategy there by Havoc, wear down the beast until you can capitalize.
But... Brock... Brock is hardly fazed! He releases a barbaric scream into the face of Havoc before pummeling him with a Body blow that sends Havoc crumpling to the ground!
Ranallo: Maybe... that wasn’t the best strategy.
Graves: Did you really think a chair shot was gonna put down Lesnar?
Phillips: If Lesnar can withstand that kind of offense, the rest of the UWF needs to be worried.
Lesnar turns around looking for his next victim but Rey isn’t looking to be prey, and the camera cuts back to see Rey suddenly perched on the top rope!
Ranallo: Great strategy by Rey!
Rey leaps off with a daring flying crossbody!... but Lesnar Catches him! He cradles Rey in his arms before just tossing him into the ringpost! Brutal!
Ranallo: Or... not... again.
Phillips: I don’t know if any strategy will be good enough to topple Lesnar.
Graves: Lesnar is absolutely unbelievable. Of course there’s no strategy that can succeed against him!
Lesnar picks Rey up and just tosses him into the ring. He goes flying through the ropes as Brock looks to capitalize... following him. Lesnar grabs ahold of Rey’s mask and starts pounding his head into the ground over and over and over again. Once he finishes dishing out punishment through that tactic he mounts Rey and starts raining down strikes on him. Rey is trapped, he can’t do anything but try to endure the pain. Brock keeps laying it down on him and Rey starts to look like he can’t take it anymore, he’s knocked out cold. Brock gets off of Rey and turns to the camera... sadistically laughing as Paul smiles behind him. Brock makes a point of completely turning his back to Rey.
Phillips: This is a complete lack of disrespect.
Graves: And? What’s anybody going to do about it? Brock does whatever he wants and nobody can stop him.
Brock continues the taunting before Rey surprises him from behind! Crucifix pin!
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Thre-
HAVOC BREAKS IT UP WITH A KENDO STICK TO REY’S BACK! Brock turns to him now!... and received a kendo shot to the stomach... that he catches! Brock snaps the kendo stick in half, leaving Havoc with a chipped stump... that he uses to lodge into the eye of Brock! Brock is enraged and swinging wildly, completely missing!
Ranallo: That should put the monster at a disadvantage for a few moments! But Brock is a resilient warrior, Havoc needs to capitalize now!
Graves: The rat is once again showcasing his inability to actually wrestle.
Havoc is going to town on Brock with the kendo stick! Brock falls to a knee and Havoc knows exactly what to do next, grabbing Brocks massive head and slamming it down onto the mat for a snap DDT!
Ranallo: He’s down! For the first time in this match.
Phillips: He won’t be down for long... Havoc has got to do something big here.
Graves: Havoc would have to bury him in the dirt for him to ever stay down. There’s a reason you don’t see many men like Brock and that’s because they don’t make men like that anymore. The only time you’d see a man resemble to this monster is if you traveled back in time to the age of the Vikings. Good fucking luck Havoc.
Nonetheless, Havoc believes he can do it. He heads to the top rope looking for a big Elbow drop as he leaps off... and he gets it! It lands heard! Cover!
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BUT REY IS THERE! HE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A HUUUUUGE FROG SPLASH TO BREAK UP THE PIN!
Ranallo: Only Rey Mysterio can break up a pin like that.
Rey looks at Brock, knowing he needs to do more to put Brock in his grave. He heads to the top once more! Looking for another huge move! FROG SPLA-NO! Brock catches Rey in his arms... just like he did earlier in the match! But he doesn’t just wanna toss him aside this time... he hoists him onto his shoulders and rockets him for an F5!... that Rey counters into a hurricanrana! Brock is sent flying into the middle rope, his throat colliding with it! Rey doesn’t waste a second in seizing the opportunity and burst towards the ropes!
6....1....NO! Havoc catches him from the outside, tearing him away from the ring and preventing the completion of the 619! Now Rey is on Havoc’s shoulders and he can’t escape the Death Valley Driver from Havoc!
Phillips: Havoc might have a shot here! Rey did all the work for him!
Graves: Oh god... please no.
Havoc grabs a steel chair nearby and heads to the ring for war! Brock can only look up for a second before Havoc rams the chair into him! Then a glancing blow onto his back! Havoc starts wailing on Lesnar with the chair shots, knocking him down! Havoc has victory in his sights! He’s going to overcome the monster! Havoc grabs the wrist... ACID RAINMAAAAAAAAAAAA- WHAT?! It’s Tessa! Tessa is in the ring! Low Blow to Havoc!
Graves: Our savior!
Ranallo: Damnit! Havoc might’ve had him there! He was within in an inch of completing that Acid Rainmaker!
Phillips: Havoc’s growing issues with Tessa might have just cost him this match. Tessa isn’t one to just let someone off free after they piss her off.
Havoc’s face turns to a shade of shock and then immense surprise as he crumples to his knees... allowing Brock to take control of the wrist! He jerks his wrist upwards as he rises to his feet, putting Havoc up on his shoulders and allowing him to hit a brutal F5! He covers but not before Rey rises up on the outside!
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Rey makes a dash for the ring!
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He slides between the ropes
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AND HE BREAKS-
Three!
Nothing. He breaks nothing up as Lesnar takes the win over the champion. Tessa heads to the back, satisifed with her work.
Ranallo: If Rey. was position just inches closer to the ring while he was laying on the outside.. this match might not have been over
Rey retreats to the corner, angry with himself for not being able break up the pin. He exits the ring as Heyman snears at him from behind. Heyman then turns his attention to Brock. Heyman nods to signal to Brock... he wants Brock to end him. Brock happily obliges. He gets on top of Havoc and starts raining down Elbows on him, busting him open. Bru-tal.
Brock continues the assault... until Rey dashes back into the ring. He can’t stand the site of such villainy! Dropkick to the back of Lesnar and Rey starts to sail on him with punches! He wears the monster down... but not enough as Brock wraps his huge arms around Rey and suplexes him backwards. And he does it again, and again, and again.
Graves: Complete. Destruction.
Nothing wants or is capable of stopping this carnage, wait...
Graves: You gotta be kidding me. Is that... Hornswoggle in the ring now?
Phillips: Mysterio gained respect from the little man last week, and now it appears he’s here to fight for UWF’s resident superhero!
Hornswoggle recklessly charges at Brock with all his might, and Brock simply just motions his foot to the gut of Hornswoggle, making him collapse to the mat as he stands there laughing. Brock is having way too much fun with all this, and he doesn’t intend on stopping. He ragdolls Swoggle up onto his shoulders... we all know what’s coming... Roman Reigns! He bursts out the curtain, ready to protect his little friend! He slides into the ring and him and Brock go at it! This place is going wild for this clash of warriors. Brock goes for a lariat, but Roman sucks and bounces off the ropes with a Superman munch! Brock is stunned, and falls back to the ropes before Roman clotheslines him out of the ring!
Brock is completely astonished, and Paul is beyond terrified for his client. Rey, Roman, and Swoggle are all ready for a war with Brock but Paul ushers Brock to the back as he glares down Roman the whole way there.
Ranallo: It looks like this monster might not be invincible after all.
Rey walks over to Roman, and does something unthinkable... he extends his hand to the big dog, looking to put their past behind them. Roman stares at the offer, and extends his hand as well... to shove Rey’s away. Rey is taken aback as Roman turns his back to him, exiting with Hornswoggle as the show moves on.
The scene opens up on Darby Allin in black and white as he’s standing and facing the camera.
Darby Allin: Shibata and Ikemen, the two of you are about to seriously regret the day that you crossed the New Kingdom and decided to attack us the way you did. Because tonight, you’re stepping into the ring with us but much like Wrestlemania against Vinny will resemble more of a fight than a wrestling match, this will too.
Sinn Bodhi: Your young lions have already fallen. Tonight, we finish off Ikemen and the only reason we aren’t finishing you off, Shibata, is so there’ll be something left for Vinny. And then we go on to Wrestlemania where each team on the roster lines up to get bulldozed down by yours truly and Darby and we become the UWF Tag Team Champions. Welcome to the Freakshow.
The crowd’s attention is drawn to the ring as the crew hastily sets up a hefty steel table in the center of the squared circle, chairs on either side of it. A dimly lit lamp is lowered from the ceiling on the sake hook ordinarily used for ladder match situations. It’s an undoubtedly strange set-up for a wrestling ring, but the UWF Universe’s curiosity is piqued. All that wonder rapidly becomes ire when a familiar tune hits the PA…
SHOCK. THE SYSTEM.
The fans boo as Adam Cole leads the way out from Gorilla, followed closely by his Undisputed Era cohorts Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish. Cole is sporting his usual cocksure grin as he throws up his gang signs. Strong follows suit, but Fish seems distracted by something. He stays back a few steps, looking through the entrance portal and apparently beckoning for something or someone to come out…
Ranallo: Heaven knows what the Undisputed Era have planned with that set-up in the ring. But whatever it is, it looks like Bobby Fish is having some trouble getting the final piece into play.
Phillips: It almost looks like a police interrogation room up there. Maybe he’s getting a producer to grab some coffee and donuts from catering.
After some more pleading, Fish finally gets what he wants. To the shock and awe of the fans, the sole UWF World Tag Team Champion, Kyle O’Reilly, walks out next to Bobby Fish, all to the Undisputed Era’s music. The people aren’t sure what to make of it - and whether or not to be angry. It’s a confusing scene. How can The Diabetic Dragon be standing side-by-side with the Undisputed Era?
Graves: Ok... now this is interesting…
Ranallo: While there has certainly been no love lost between the Strong Dragons and the Undisputed Era, we have seen Kyle O’Reilly and Bobby Fish, the tandem formerly known as reDRagon, together backstage on a few occasions over the past few weeks with something of an amicable if awkward report.
Phillips: Bobby Fish was also the first person to let Kyle know about the Strong Dragons Dojo being sabotaged and Mark Henry being attacked! He was there to help him out before anyone else.
Graves: I’d say it’s worth noting that O’Reilly and Cole were once a tag team, too. And that in light of the attack that took Mark Henry out of action indefinitely, rumours have been circulating that he is looking high and low for a new teammate. Maybe he found an old one instead.
Carrying both title belts, Kyle walks with the Undisputed Era down to the ring. While the boys in black and yellow are their usual confident selves, O’Reilly is registering somewhere between disconcerting unease and boiling rage. He’s hard to read.
The quartet get themselves some microphone as they all stand together on the side of the table opposite the entrance ramp. Off-mic, Adam Cole generously suggests the Canuck speak his mind first.
KO’R: Last week… last week my partner and also my best friend Mark Henry was attacked in the Strong Dragon Dojo. Right now he’s in stable condition, but the Doctors don’t know when… if uh… if ever…
Kyle pauses, hardly believing the words coming out of his own mouth.
KO’R: It’s just gonna be a little while before Mark is back in the UWF kicking butts, okay?
Bobby puts a comforting hand on Kyle’s shoulder. Strong encourages him to keep going.
KO’R: Drake Maverick says the show must go on. He says that I have to find a partner and defend these UWF World Tag Team Championships at Wrestlemania in two weeks. That’s fine by me. I’m happy to do it. But first I gotta find a partner…
O’Reilly looks around at the three guys standing next to him. The crowd doesn’t like that one bit and they let him know it. The spiteful reaction catches Kyle off guard.
KO’R: Whoa… relax guys… chill! Chill! They’re not that bad! Remember last week? Who was the guy that told me the Dojo got trashed? Who was the one that took me to find Mark? Who was the one that helped me find a Doctor right away?
This guy!
Kyle points his finger right at Bobby Fish’s chest. Another round of boos. Kyle ignores them.
KO’R: Wait! I know… we’ve had our differences in the past. But me and him, and me and Adam, heck, even me and Roddy go way back. Sometimes as pals. Sometimes not as pals. We all came from the same place before we got here though… and now everything’s going really bad and they’ve been here for me!
Strong raises his mic and steps up next to the table, looking out into the crowd to address them.
Strong: Yeah, it’s true, it’s true. It takes a village, people. We haven’t been on the best of terms in the past, but right now, this goes beyond rivalries, or bad blood. There’s a couple of snakes in the grass backstage, ones that had to take out Mark because he was too much of a threat in the Tag Team Turmoil match at Wrestlemania. But whoever you are, the four guys you should have taken out are right here in this ring, and they’re pissed.
Fish: And now, those four guys know exactly who you are. You left your own sponsor in the room. You desecrated the “no girls allowed” sign, and who would do that? Someone who, in their own words, “breaks down gender barriers.”
Adam Cole leans to the side with his hand on the table, beginning to speak.
Cole: Truth be told, I haven’t been keeping up with the tag division recently, but even I know you two are the biggest bundle of assholes this company has ever seen. You made it look like you were off on some tropical island in Fiji marketing your “pristine” garbage water, and then you attacked Henry. Dynamic Duo, get the hell out here!
Adam Cole steps forward, bouncing off the ropes facing the entryway before falling back, clearly incensed, until...
The former and mos def future World Tag Team Champions come out from the back, lightly dancing to the banger that is WALK THE MOON's "Headphones". They have mics in hands and stop at the top of the stage, seeing the agitated faces of the crowd and those in the ring.
Sami Zayn: You know it was only a matter of time before you all decided to band together to try and put a stop to us. Can't say I blame you guys. It's a good strategy but you see, the thing about the Undisputed Era is, they don't ever seem to follow through. They know what they need to do to win but it doesn't always end up in their favor. Becky and I, well when we come up with a plan... we execute it. Mark Henry was in the way and we knew he had to be dealt with.
The fans boo the tandem who have smirks on their faces.
Becky Lynch: Kyle has always been second fiddle with whatever lil' weirdo group he tries to associate himself with. Mark was not only the power behind the team but also the fall guy. Now what's gonna happen when it's you all by yourself?
Sami Zayn: Oh, you didn't think that the Undisputed Era was suddenly going to be on your side now did you? Tell me something Kyle, why would Bobby ditch Roddy to team with you? That's especially true the other way around. And Cole, he's got another match to prepare for at Wrestlemania so as far as i can tell, you're all alone. You may have this entourage of doofuses standing behind you right now, but at Wrestlemania, you're all alone. Now the Dynamic Duo, we're good people. The pillars that keep this division up. Refreshing people's palettes after they drink that garbage you fill them up with. Just all around fantastic people. Because of that, we're going to go ahead and do something nice for you. Do you want to know how Mark Henry met his fate?
Strong does the whole “hand-talking gesture”. Kyle lifts his mic to say something but Bobby raises his voice over the pair.
Fish: Y’know, I think we’ve heard enough, pal. You come out here, you disrespect my friend like this, you peddle your savior of the tag division BS, and you admit to beating up Henry. Great! Case closed. You ginger freaks can go ahead and walk to the back and prepare for the worst shut-out of your life at Mania. But if you wanna sit here and brag about it in front of Kyle, then it looks like we’re gonna have to start getting physical a little earl-
Kyle cuts back in.
KO’R: You’re gosh dang right we’re gonna get physical. You two day-walker freakos are just jealous. You’ve always been jealous. Ever since me and Mark came in and beat you on day one, and then came back and took these things!
He indicates towards the UWF World Tag Team Championship belts.
KO’R: Heck, it goes back even before that. Back to when you had beef with the nWo, Sami. You were a jerk then and you’re a jerk now and the only thing that’s changed is you got a girlfriend. And hey, soooooooooooorrry that she got so offended by our “NO GIRLS ALLOWED” sign on the Strong Dragon Dojo but sometimes a couple of pals just need some bro space to focus, okay? There’s nothing wrong with that. But you two had to get all up in arms and force your heteronormativity on us and trash our place. I had a feeling it was you when I saw the vandalized sign, and I thought “man, who else has this kinda grudge against me and Mark anyway?”. But then I saw that bottle of Dasani and I knew… yeah I knew it was you two friggin bottom feeders. Cause once again, you’re so jelly of our rad Gatorade sponsorship that you went and teamed up with some… some… water company? What the heck? Water is for free, dummies. It comes out of taps. You don’t even pay for it.
But whatever. I’m done talking. You’re busted. Like Bobby said, case closed. We know what you did and we’re not going to let it slide. Hashtag justice-for-Mark. You took out my best friend just so you could actually stand a chance at Wrestlemania… but you’re not even gonna make it that far…
Kyle cracks his neck from side to side and balls up his fists. The UE boys posture up like they’re ready for a proper donnybrook, but Sami starts to step backwards up the ramp.
Sami Zayn: Whoa whoa whoa easy there pal easy! Maybe if you weren't so stupid, you'd stop and think about things for once. Don't you think this is all just a little too convenient? I mean trashing the no girls allowed sign, leaving a bottle of Dasani around. Who do you think we are, amateurs? Do you not remember how we fooled the world into thinking we had some problems going on between us? Hell you were there to capitalize on it Kyle! Our plan went flawlessly and everyone was none the wiser until we won the World Tag Team Championships. Do you really think we'd expose our plan early?
Becky Lynch: You see, someone got a lil' overzealous about their chances in this match. Honestly it's a very idiotic plan to begin with because why take out Marky Mark of all people instead of The Man? Who do you think would be that stupid to let personal feelings get in between them and championship gold? You want to know who attacked Henry Kyle? Well look take a look right up there.
Becky points to the titantron where the feed changes to the end of Sami and Becky's promo last week.
Becky Lynch: You know it Sami! So next time you're busy beating up bullies twice the size of ya' skip past that colored nonsense in the fridge and go straight for Dasani brand water.
Sami an Becky smile into the camera, Dasani bottle in one hand and throwing the camera a thumbs up in the other.
Director: And cut! Alright good stuff there. Maybe we can do another take where you guys take a drink from the bottle to end it?
Becky Lynch: No way I'm drinking that piss water.
Sami Zayn: Magnesium sulfate? Consider yourself lucky Fiji didn't offer us more. Let's get out of here Bex.
The Dynamic Duo throw their bottles on the ground and walk off, leaving the producer and cameraman to pick them up.
Director: Can you believe those two? Why couldn't we sponsor the Chosen Bros instead?
As the director is grabbing the bottles off the ground, Bobby Fish walks into frame. There’s blood on his hands as he quickly looks around the place. He turns to the cameraman, out of breath.
Fish: You guys, uh, know where the nearest bathroom is?
The dude behind the camera would ask him about this were he not so dead inside.
Cameraman: Should be right that way.
Fish: Yeah… cool… thanks…
He leaves to the left in search of that bathroom. A couple minutes pass as they continue packing up the set. Finally, Bobby comes walking back, his hands clean of blood. He paces back and forth.
Fish: Fuck… why me… why did I have to do it?
Director: Are you alright?
Fish: JUST SHUT UP!
…
Just shut up, okay?
He holds his head in his hands for a second, before continuing to walk down the hall.
Fish: Kyle! Kyle!
The titantron cuts off.
Phillips ...Oh… my god…
Sami and Becky have a smug smile on their faces like they know what they just did. They shrug in unison and head back up the ramp to the back. Kyle’s mouth is agape. Weeks of trying to get back into contact with who he thought was his best friend rush back into his head. Was this all bullshit all along? The texts, the calls, the awkward talks backstage, all for nothing? He turns to Bobby, a look of betrayal clearly written across his face as it turns several shades paler. This is the man who threw away months of climbing. A man he thought he could trust, a man who used to tell him to check his blood sugar on the road, who cracked jokes and rode between venues with him. Why? What did Adam Cole do to him? Fish isn't even looking at Kyle. His face is buried deep in his hands as he breathes in and out slowly.
Mauro: Kyle… beginning to realize that this isn't the Bobby Fish he knew back on the indies. This Bobby Fish is a sick son of a bitch.
Corey: Phew! I was starting to think Bobby was a pussy for a second, but Adam Cole, genius that he is, took that out of him!
The Diabetic Dragon continues searching the ring for answers, turning back in his chair to face the leader of the Undisputed Era, Adam Cole. He's talking quietly with Strong as the fans anxiously chatter, barely masking the words shared between the two. Kyle's expression quickly goes to anger. He did this. He quickly gets up and throws his metal chair to the side, clattering to the canvas as he stares straight at Adam. Cole throws his arms up in defeat, chuckling a bit, which draws the fans' ire. Kyle doesn't see what's funny about that though as he lays a wicked palm strike directly into Adam's stupid face! Roddy tries to go in for a forearm strike, but O'Reilly avoids it and begins laying gut shots into him! Cole comes back into the frey, trying to get him off, but that only directs the Dragon's anger towards him as he tees off on him like a rabid wolverine! Soon he's laying shoot kicks into the both of them. A particularly strong one sends Strong tumbling out of the ring first. Cole sees his opportunity and leaps up for an enzuigiri, but he catches nothing but air when Kyle ducks. The Strong Dragon marks his shot and hits a devastating Axe and Smash, knocking Cole out of the ring too.
Phillips: He did it! He took both of them out!
Mauro: But don't forget about…
Kyle O'Reilly lets out a battlecry as the crowd begins to get on their feet for him, but all the air is sucked out of the arena as a hand grabs his shoulder and whirls him around. It's Bobby. Fish steps back a bit, not even sure what to do past that. Kyle opens his mouth a bit, only uttering "Why?" Bobby kinda throws his hands out a bit, a gesture of reasoning, saying, "Listen. I'm sorry."
He looks down, back at Kyle, and then at his upper arm. He grabs a hold of his UE armband and begins to pull it down his shoulder. The crowd cheers him on as he does this!
Graves: Don't. Don't you dare.
Mauro: Bobby Fish… is about to renounce the Undisputed Era!
Their celebration is cut painfully short though, as Roderick Strong rolls right back in behind Kyle and connects with a brutal Sick Kick to the back of the head, absolutely leveling O'Reilly. Fans react with absolute disgust because Bobby begins to roll the armband up his arm. It was only a means to distract. Kyle begins crawling to the ropes, clearly with some fight left in his, so Roddy gets him up in the Argentine Rack, before dropping the diabetic directly onto his knees for a double knee backbreaker!
Graves: Ohoho! My god!
Phillips: Jesus…
Cole then gets in, stepping through the ropes as he holds his neck. He screams, "Get him up!" Roddy obliges, and brings Kyle up to a kneeling position, wrenching in a bit of an armlock to keep him in place. Bobby just watches as Cole pulls back his kneepad and runs the ropes, colliding with the back of his head with a Last Shot Mark II! Adam dusts his hands off, turning his head to look at Kyle before getting uo. He works the crowd a bit, and then grabs Roddy. The trio finally begin walking to the ropes.
Mauro: After a heinous assault, the Undisputed Era are simply going to leave Kyle in the ring. Like he's less than them. Like he's an animal.
Phillips: Wait… I don't think they're done…
Indeed they aren't. Adam Cole looks back at the Diabetic Dragon, seemingly not satisfied. He begins directing traffic, as him and Roddy both begin dragging O'Reilly's limp body over to the big metal table in the middle of the ring. The two UE men place him on top and turn to Fish, speaking inaudibly to him and pointing to Kyle. Whatever they want, it seems that Bobby is reluctant to do it.
Phillips: Come on, stop it! Kyle's had enough! Anything else and he's gonna need a trip to the ER!
Graves: That's the point, dimwit. They're taking Kyle out of the equation, and now it looks like they want to test Bobby's loyalty in the process.
Bobby begins to walk towards the metal table, grabbing ahold and climbing on top of it. He simply stares at O'Reilly as his fellow stable members egg him on. At this point, the Dragon has finally begun to stir, and is now grabbing a hold of Fish's leg. He's just trying to keep himself upright as he stares betrayed into Bobby's eyes. He just adds insult to injury, kicking at his face and pushing him back down, literally kicking the man while he's down. Whatever happened to Fish, he's a different person now. He finally finishes toying with Kyle, and grabs hold of him in a front facelock, looking down at the solid steel table they're precariously balanced on.
Mauro: Bobby! No! Think about what you're doing!
Bobby Fish falls backwards, bringing Kyle down into a snap DDT, Skull meets table, and bone meets cold steel as a loud, dull thud rings throughout the arena, bringing a loud reaction out of the fans.
Mauro: MAMA MIAAA!
Bobby simply sits there, an empty, almost vacant look in his eyes as he stares off into nothingness. He drops down off the table, revealing a small dent where Kyle's face collided with cast iron. The fans are in disbelief. He quickly steps out of the ring before any of his UE friends do, saying nothing. They exit the area with no music, no fanfare. Adam and Roddy are all smiles, but Bobby looks like a stone cold killer. Something shifted in him. The fans berate them, throwing trash, yelling insults, even starting up a few "fuck you Bobby" chants. They pay no mind. Soon, they disappear backstage, leaving the cameras with nothing to focus on. It cuts to a replay of the brutal DDT.
Phillips: That… that was awful. Just a brutal DDT taking Kyle out. You might have noticed a dent in that table. It was not there before.
Mauro: The question to be asked is… what the hell got into him?
Graves: I'll tell you what got into him. Adam Cole showed just how not-worth it a friendship with that deadweight is so he took action.
Phillips: Did Bobby even want to do it? He seemed a little hung up at first but- oh thank god…
Thankfully, backstage officials begin pouring out from the back, stretchers in tow. As they reach the ring, they begin to pull the Dragon out, who is slowly beginning to get his wits back. He rolls out to the apron, and everyone is trying to get him onto a stretcher, but Kyle says fuck you I don't want a stretcher. He steps out onto his feet despite the EMT's pleas. He steps forward twice, stumbles, and falls forward. Luckily for him there's like ten guys ready to catch him. They begin to walk with him, his hands over their shoulders, helping him walk out on his own. As the cameras pan out, they catch the crowd. They're on their feet. Giving him a standing ovation. Not a drop of disrespect to be seen. Kyle raises a single, shaky, defiant hand as the live feed heads elsewhere.
The scene opens up on Vinny being filmed from the side as he’s looking offscreen while he speaks.
Vinny Marseglia: Shibata, there’s two things I want you to take inventory of because both of them are soon going to be no more: the Intercontinental Championship being in your possession and your body being in one piece. See, you’re not facing any ordinary opponent: you’re facing a man that’s just as cold and unforgiving as the barbed wire itself.
The camera pans out to show Vinny’s upstage arm wrapped in barbed wire as he holds a sharp part of it in his hand playing with it.
And it’s not just a match, man, it’s called a massacre for a reason. At Wrestlemania, you’re going to hurt in ways and to degrees you didn’t know you could hurt. You’re going to get overwhelmed with offense as I finish the damage I began on your psyche with my words and your body with my actions. But most of all, you’re going to bleed.
Vinny, without breaking his focus or changing his expression, closes his fist around the sharp part of barbed wire as blood starts running down from his closed fist. Vinny begins to laugh as he looks into the camera.
And I, will get to wear that blood. I will wear my own blood and I will wear lacerated flesh and wounds of my own all like badges of honor. Then, I’ll be draped in gold and recognized once again as a champion and once again, they will come after that gold blinded by lust and get taken out as they all have before.
Vinny smiles as he stands up, showing just how much barbed wire he has as he creates a noose in his hands.
Now serving the next victim.
Chimel: The following contest is a tag team match and is set for one-fall!
Chimel: Introducing first... at a combined weight of 386 pounds... Jiro Ikeman and The UWF Intercontinental Champion... THE WRESTLEEEEER, SHIBATAAAAAAAAAA KATSUUUUUUYORIIIIIIIII!!!!
When the song kicks in, Shibata strolls down the ramp, stoic as always. Ikeman follows closely behind, and while he is usually the more lively, even flamboyant competitor, he too is all business tonight heading into the tag team contest.
Ranallo: Notably, Vinny Marseglia is banned from ringside for this match. Shibata, of course, will be defending his UWF Intercontinental Championship in a Barbed Wire Massacre Match against the Horror King at Wrestlemania. General Manager EC3 saw fit to book this contest between Shibata, his student and Marseglia's cohorts following the former tandem's assault on them last week.
Phillips: Which came as retaliation for Vinny's antics in the months since this feud began.
Graves: Yeah but lets not pretend like Shibata is some kind of innocent victim here. After all, he - OH MY GOODNESS!
While the commentators are bickering, Shibata and Ikeman are blindsided from behind just before they can climb into the squared circle. The attack comes at the hands of their opponents, Sinn Bodhi and Darby Allin. Bodhi nails Shibata with a foreman to the back of the neck, stunning him before the Carnival Freakshow quickly follows up by whipping him headlong into the steel steps. The stairs are knocked apart with a loud clang and Katsyori lands unceremoniously in a heap among the wreckage.
Meanwhile, the skateboarding zombie twink hits Ikeman with a dropkick to the back that connects with the force or a speeding smart car. Ikeman gets knocked into the apron ribs-first. Allin springs right back up and rolls the student under the bottom ropes, while Bodhi does the same with what's left of Shibata.
Ranallo: Despicable, but not surprising! The New Kingdom have no intentions of playing fair and were evidently keen to get the edge before this bout could even begin.
Phillips: Is it even going to start now?
Graves: This is karma, plain and simple. A receipt for the beatdown last week.
The New Kingdom climb in after their opponents and stand tall over them, frothing over their prey like hyenas in the Lion King before turning their attention to the booing fans. The go-home-show crowd is decidedly pro-Shibata and company, a rare unanimous and hyper-enthusiastic backing for the Intercontinental Champ who has often proven to be more divisive against less sinister competition. Allin and Bodhi pose over the Japanese superstars, riling up the crowd even further.
The Official slides in between the teams and demands the New Kingdom back up to their corner. They agree, having already made their statement. The Referee asks Shibata and Ikeman if they even want to start the match, with the other option being to forfeit and hand off the victory to the New Kingdom. As Scar says, "life's not fair, is it?"
Of course, Shibata, bruised and battered as he is, refuses to give up and demands the Official start the match. Stripes isn't sure, but the conviction of the champ is made crystal clear when he grabs the Ref by the collar and glares deep into his soul. The fifth man sends Allin to the outside while Ikeman also rolls under the ropes. As such, we're left with Shibata and Bodhi to start the match. The bell sounds.
DING DING
Bodhi rushes Shibata and blasts him with a running knee strike while he's still trying to get up. Shin hits face like a seal slapping a wet flipper on the arctic ice. Katsuyori gets spun around like a top, landing down on the canvas back-first. A perfect set up for a pin-fall attempt, which is exactly what Sinn tries for. He shoots the half and the disgusted Ref reluctantly performs his duty in counting it...
1...
2...
Shibata out at two! Emphatically! The crowd pops for the resilience of the Champ. Bodhi scowls down at his foe before leaning in to sink in a headlock. Mistake. Initiating a grappling contest with the legendary competitor from the Land of the Rising Sun is ill-advised for the most-technically gifted wrestlers in the game. For all of Bodhi's strengths, he doesn't excel in this province as Shibata does. So that headlock is quickly revered into a hammerlock that sees Sinn's left arm torqued awkwardly behind his back while he is being pressed into the canvas, similar to how a police officer might do it. Bodhi groans in pain while the Ref asks him is he's ready to quit.
It's a simple move, but the ferocity with which the IC Champ applies it might just be enough to secure the sudden submission win. Or, at least it could have if Darby Allin didn't hop the ropes and hit him from behind. Shibata stumbles over and off while the Official screams at Allin, who innocently retreats back to his corner like it was all just some kinda misunderstanding.
Ranallo: I'm not so sure that Allin and Bodhi are out here to win or honour the spirit of fair competition so as much as they're here to soften up Shibata for Vinny Marseglia.
Phillips: The New Kingdom guys putting the boss first, but it's worth noting that they're also competing for gold at Wrestlemania in the Tag Team Turmoil match. Positioning in that gauntlet-style contest is certainly going to play a factor, but they could be dark horses if not just favourites to win that thing.
Graves: And they're not involved in that fatal four way later on, so they're guaranteed not to enter first. Sure, they're taking out Shibata for Vinny, but think about what kind of statement a win over the IC Champion makes for them. That sends a message to every other team in that match that while they might not be the most active, they're among the most dangerous tandems in the division. Just think, after Wrestlemania these maniacs could be holding the majority of the championship gold in the UWF.
Ranallo: I've got goosebumps just imaging such a future.
Bodhi shakes some life back into his arm before picking up Shibata and dragging him back to the NK corner. On the opposite side of the ring, Ikeman is just starting to come to as he uses the ropes to pull himself up in a tag-able position at the turnbuckle. Sinn tags Darby in, and the Seattle-native eagerly darts through the ropes before laying into Shibata with a flurry of elbow strikes, pinning him up in the corner. After a burst of shots, he tags Bodhi back in, who comes through, grabs a rope on either side of the turnbuckle, and uses that grip to add some momentum to some brutal shoulder thrusts up into Shibata's midsection. After four or five, the Ref steps in and yells at him to back off. Bodhi obliges, laughs off the boos from the crowd, and tags Allin back in.
Ranallo: Whatever else you want to say about the New Kingdom, this is classic, time-tested tag team wrestling psychology. Isolate one opponent and stay fresh with frequent tags.
Graves: Whereas an already injured Shibata only has some goofball young lion to rely on.
Phillips: Ikeman has been through the ringer with The Wrestler's strict tutelage. This spot on the card has been hard earned, and for Shibata to even accept this match with him as a partner is a ringing endorsement as far as I'm concerned.
Ikeman hopefully stretches out a hand to his trainer but Shibata might as well be on the moon. Allin lays into Shibata with some knife-edge chops before throwing him over and down with a Snapmare. Having his opponent in a seated position, Allin runs to the ropes and comes back with a Penalty Kick to the chest! The crowd hates that stuff. They hate it a lot.
Phillips: Allin stealing Shibata's moves now! That's just blatant disrespect!
Graves: Every move is taken from somewhere, Phillips.
Allin rushes to shoot the half after hitting the stiff kick to the chest. The Ref counts it...
1...
2...
No! Shibata is out at two again and boy does he look pissed. He no-sells that boot and rises back to his feet, looking at Darby like he' the daily special on today's menu. Allin may be a fan without fear, but that glare has him stopped dead in his tracks. Darby's caught like a dear in the headlights, but his surprise doubles when Shibata invites him to "give him his best shot" - an unspoken challenge initiated with an animalistic grunt a slight nod of the head.
Darby obliges the The Wrestler and smacks right across the mug. Mistake. Shibata responds in kind with an effing sonic boom of a slap that probably ruptures kid Misfits' eardrums as he tumbles over sideways. The IC Champ doesn't let him stay down, though. He scoops that dude right back up before giving him another hard open-palm strike to the other side of the face, hastily following up with one on that first side again and going back and forth between the two to keep Allin up like some kinda pinball.
Ranallo: Shibata is treating Allin's head like some kinda pinball!
Phillips: This is what you get for poking the bear.
Allin finally gets knocked off balance enough to start stumbling backward, at which point Shibata reaches forward, grabs and arm and then whips him across the ring. When Darby comes charging back, Katsuyori finds his head with a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge Big Boot that absolutely folds Allin's laundry. With the New Kingdom member downed, Shibata goes for the cover...
Phillips: Big Boot from Shibata to turn the tide! Will it be enough?
1...
Graves: Allin might be out cold...
2...
Ranallo: He has it!
No! He doesn't quite has it afterall! Cause Sinn Bodhi dives in to break it up! The Referee is getting so sick and tired of the interference, and the fans are right there with him. Bodhi overstays his welcome and lays in some shots before hustling back to the corner.
Shibata sits right back up and goes to beat the tar outta Sinn, but the Ref steps in his way and tells him to play by the rules. So the IC Champ goes back to Darby, picks up the scraps and throws him into the corner, demanding Bodhi tag himself in. He's just crazy enough to do it, too.
Ranallo: Shibata willingly letting Darby tag out just so he can get his hands on Sinn Bodhi!
Graves: Wow. That's some serious arrogance.
The moment Bodhi comes through the ropes, Shibata is all over him, pummeling the Freakshow with a flurry of ill-intentioned strikes. Bodhi battons down the hatches and turtles up to weather the storm, but he soon finds himself getting chased down and clobbered into a neutral corner. Left to sit there, Shibata backs up to the opposite corner before making the long run diagonally across the ring, leaping sky-high about half way before executing a delayed dropkick! Classic Shibata! The fans pop big to see it done live. From there, he yanks Bodhi's body out to the center of the ring and hooks a leg for the cover...
1...
2...
But Darby Allin lands on top of him with a Coffin Drop outta nowhere! The pinfall is ruined. Shibata rolls off, knocked silly by the impact of Allin's full body weight. Darby, meanwhile rolls back to his corner while the Official insists this is his final warning. Bodhi took a lot of that weight too, but the juice was worth the squeeze. He'll live to fight another day.
Ranallo: The Referee has seen his fill of these rule-bending shenanigans and just promised Darby Allin a disqualification next time.
Phillips: That's one warning too many, in my opinion.
Bodhi slowly crawls back to his corner, looking to tag out Allin who seems to be ready to go again. Shibata does the same, making his way to Ikeman. The crowd sees Jiro about to enter the contest for the first time and explodes, excited to see him show his stuff. Bodhi and Shibata reach out and tag simultaneously, introducing their partners as legal men.
Allin and Ikeman rush at each other. Ikeman ducks a clothesline, hits the ropes and comes back to connect with one of his own. Darby pops right back up just to take a boot to the stomach before Ikeman drops him with a DDT! The enthusiastic new superstar doesn't give Allin an inch of breathing room. He picks him up one more time before executing a power slam and then shooting the half...
1...
2...
Allin kicks out at two!
Ranallo: Basic moves from Ikeman. Those who have followed his career know what he's capable of but perhaps Shibata's rebuilding process has got him back to fundamentals. Simple, but effective. He has the advantage over the always-dangerous Darby Allin.
Phillips: He seems to have caught him off guard. Maybe this isn't the Ikeman that Allin was expecting.
Ikeman stands up but then reaches down to hook on a Boston Crab. Allin struggles and bucks him off, kicking his legs to push Ikeman away into the ropes. As he's going Allin pulls the Referee in, saying that he thinks he might be injured. The Official looks concerned and devotes his full attention to Darby, back turned on Jiro as he hits the ropes - where Bodhi is waiting. Sinn catches Ikeman on the rebound and pulls his head down, hangmaning him on the top rope. The elastic bounce sends Ikeman stumbling dazed and whiplashed back towards the center of the ring. Allin brushes past the Referee, ignoring his further questions so he can catch Ikeman with a Small Package on his way back. The Official is caught off guard, but instincts kick in and he counts it...
1...
2...
3...
DING DING
YOUR WINNERS...
THE NEW KINGDOM!
Ikeman kicks out a three-and-a-half, just a little too late. He rolls away, confused, holding his neck in pain with a look of frustration plastered over his face. Shibata steps through the ropes to help him up while Bodhi quickly slides a chair into Darby, before grabbing one for himself and coming back into the squared circle.
Ranallo: It was dirty, underhanded tricks that won the New Kingdom this match -
Graves: Who cares. The record book will show them beating the Intercontinental Champion and his prodigy. They have all the momentum heading into Wrestlemania.
Phillips: Forget about that - it looks like things are just getting started in the ring...
Allin and Bodhi are wielding their chairs like batters coming to the plate while Shibata picks up Ikeman and prepares for a fight. The Referee has no hope in seeing cooler head prevail so he gorgoes the celebratory hand lifting as he bails from the ring. Then, the PA's light up with some music...
The fans boo when Vinny Marseglia walks out on to the ramp, barbed-wire baseball bat in hand. Shibata turns, caught between a rock and hard place. He stands back-to-back with Ikeman, their fists clenched and balled.
Ranallo: Marseglia is out here now with a damn baseball bat wrapped in barbed-wire!
Graves: Looks like we're going to get a little preview of what's in store for Wrestlemania!
Phillips: If the New Kingdom have it their way, I don't think Shibata is going to make it to Wrestlemania...
Vinny takes a few mores steps down ramp. His eyes are locked on Shibata, and Shibata's on him...
The Horror King smiles. That fiendish, maniacal, suspect smile. And with that, he turns and walks away. On cue, the New Kingdom guys lower their chairs and abandon the ring, departing through the crowd while Vinny heads backstage. Shibata and Ikeman don't let their guard down, but it seems like the war will, in fact, wait until Wrestlemania.
Graves: Vinny Marseglia playing more mindgames. He has Shibata second-guessing everything.
Phillips: What an eerie, unusual moment...
Ranallo: We all know that Vinny Marseglia likes to play with his food. Think back to last year when he tormented Larry Sweeney in the weeks and months heading up to their match, chipping away at the nWo and the Triple Champ's psyche while saving the coup de grace for the Grandest Stage of 'em All.
Phillips: True, but this year he's not going to find an overrated charlatan defending a championship. He's going to go one-on-one with perhaps the single most dangerous grappler in the company today - The Wrestler, Katsuyori Shibata.
The UWF Intercontinental Champion finally eases up a bit as he and Ikeman leave the ring and head to the back. Revolution continues elsewhere.
The UWF scene cuts to the Dudley Boyz lockeroom. The 3 brothers seem to be having a bit of down time before their big night tonight as all 3 brothers are asleep on the couches inside with no sign of Stacy around. What is happening inside their heads is anyone's guess..... well until now.
The Camera then zooms in all 3 heads and with the new age technology UWF possess we are allowed to see into The Dudley Boyz minds. As we pass through their mind, we are stopped inside a school gymnasium with a banner saying "Dudleyville Dogs" pasted across the wall. In the middle of this gymnasium is one massive round table.
It isn't King Arthur's Round Table but it does serve a purpose as it seems it's a Round Table of Dudleyz..... but not just any Dudleyz, it seems the space time continuum could be in a little bit of trouble as it has the Dudley Boyz in their current state sat together. It also has the ECW Version of the Dudley Boyz all tie died to their heads and feet. Little Spike Dudley, just looking at his hands whilst Bubba and D-Von look like they want to kill someone. It has the original WWE debuts of The Dudley Boyz with Bubba stuttering along with D-Von looking menacing alongside him whilst Spike has his little nail shirt on it looking like his off with the fairies, thinking about someone like Molly Holly and finally it has the 3 single incarnations that they were all known for.... Reverend D-Von, Bully Ray & The Boss Spike Dudley all sitting around. The current D-Von stands up and takes lead.
D-Von Dudley: Good evening gentlemen, so glad you could all join us here tonight. It's a special night because this is the last week before Wrestlemania and we thought we should get you all here together to try and figure out what we will be doing at Wrestlemania to make sure we get 2 wins out of 2 and walk out with at least a little bit of Gold around our waists. Now, you will all be aware that we meaning Bubba and I have a 9 Team Gauntlet Match to win to make the Titles ours where as Spike has to defeat Cody Rhodes after attacking him last week. Now Cody used the modern technology last week and it's our turn this week to bring us all together. I know each of you personally and I can say, without a shadow of a doubt, all of us were great and still are... well apart from you Reverend. You sucked, let's be brutally honest here but I needed you to be apart of this to get your ideas across as well so I will throw it over to all of you. What do we have to do to get 2 wins out of 2?
D-Von finishes talking, sitting back down as he allows someone else to take the lead. He isn't left waiting long as Reverend D-Von stands and takes control.
Reverend D-Von: Well first off my humble brother, I do not in fact suck just because I follow the man upstairs and I am doing his work for him. The Lord has looked down upon me and smiled.... smiled his toothy grin and blessed me with this work but I have the solution for us all. I look around this room and their is only one thing we can do..... it's to get down on our knees and pray. We must confess all our past sins and let the Lord himself excuse us of our past behavior. It is the only way I see fit to guarantee 2 wins at the Grandest Stage of them all.... Wrestlemania. Now can I get an Amen?
Bully Ray: Hey Reverend, shut the hell up before I grab that collar and struggle you with it. We don't need no lord savor to help us at Wrestlemania... what we need to do is beat them up into little tiny pieces. Beat Cody Rhodes up so badly that all his different personalities come out at once and he bleeds them all out of the canvas. The 8 other teams we face, all we need to do is beat them all to within an inch of their life. Book them a hospital bed for when we are done with them, find that hospital bed and do it all over again. I would even go as far as to see let's rip their spines out and use the remaining parts of the bodies as PEZ dispensers because that's how we are going to win these matches at Wrestlemania. Ain't no way we are going to win it by being soft.
Bubba Dudley: I love the idea of the PEZ dispensers. I even said that to Undisputed Era and D-Von looked at me weirdly. See, I told you it was a good idea. Anything to do with food is a good idea.
WWE Debut Bubba: I Tttttttttttttttt.....hhhhhhhh.....iiii.
WWE Debut D-Von smacks Bubba round the head to help him out.
WWE Debut Bubba: I think all we need to do is turn up and beat them.
Bubba Dudley: My D-Von still does that to me now although it ain't usually to help me finish my sentences, it's normally because I'm making too much sense and he wants me to make a few more dollars instead. See how clever I am. I used the word sense like it was the money Cents. I'm not given enough credit for how clever I am.
ECW D-von: Look at us all. Look at the fucking state of you bunch of inbred losers. It makes me sick to my fucking stomach to see what we have become. I take my timeline Bubba and I for example and look at us. We are ready to do battle and take out anyone we can.
ECW Bubba: You guys want to impress these fans, you want to make them laugh, you want to entertain them and you want to hand out respect left right and centre. I mean look at you Lard Ass Current Bubba, what the hell happened to you? You like to eat? Eat what? It looks like there should have been a few more of us but they didn't get past your fucking mouth. My D-Von, he would never let me get that low. Our standards have slipped and gone to shit and if you really want to win at Wrestlemania, the best thing to do would be to punch yourselves in the face until you knock yourself back into 1996 and let us do the dirty work. Hell, Lard Ass Bubba, pushover gutless D-Von and an Underdog Hero Spike Dudley. You are making me fucking vomit in my mouth. I haven't even heard a single swear word from you since you have been back. That's what made us so great. We didn't give a shit what people thought of us. We just left bodies in our wake but what's most disappointing is I've seen you drink Gatorade and Daisani water. What the hell is that? Where the hell is the kegs of beer we use to down? Where is all the drugs we use to smoke, you guys are pathetic.... hell look at our LSD. He doesn't even know where he is, all he knows is what his hands are doing. You are all a bunch of f...........
ECW Bubba suddenly gets interrupted which could have been a good thing as it could have been another swear word coming. The interruption comes from the doors of the gymnasium being opened. All the Dudleyz turn their heads that way.... they can't believe there eyes as R-Truth comes running in. He looks like he means business as all The Dudleyz look dumbfounded.
He runs full pelt at the closest Dudley to the door..... which turns out to be ECW's Version of Spike Dudley who just still is looking at his hands. All the Dudleyz stand and watch as Truth runs and gets a big boot up into the face of ECW's Spike. The ECW Dudley Boyz go after him but are stopped by the WWE Versions of themselves. They are held back as R-Truth drops down to make the cover. He looks around, waiting for something to happen but nothing does. The current Spike Dudley taps him on the head, sparking R-Truth into life as ECW's Bubba and D-Von want to rip him apart.
Spike Dudley: Truth, what are you doing here and how did you manage to get here? This is a secret meeting between The Dudleyz to talk about UWF Wrestlemania 9.
R-Truth: Wait so this isn't Carmella and I ain't winning the 24/7, 7 11, European, Lightweight Championship right now?
Spike Dudley: Nope, that's the wrong universe Truth.
R-Truth seems upset as he realizes his in the wrong place at the wrong time. He looks around at the past Dudleyz trying to break free as he seems generally sorry.
R-Truth: Look dawgs. My bad, I gotta put my hands up for this. There ain't no way around it. I'm sorry boys, Little Jimmy and I will just be on our way. Good Luck at Judgement Day.
With that, Truth turns and runs out of the gymnasium. The WWE Dudleyz have had enough of holding the ECW versions back so they let them go. The ECW's versions take off after Truth and out of sight. The remaining Dudleyz take a deep breath before continuing on.
WWE Spike Dudley: Glad that's over with and those guys are gone. Just a little too intense for me. Now listen, you guys want to win at Wrestlemania. Listen to me. The key to winning at Wrestlemania is to find something worth fighting for. Look at me for instance, I have my Molly Holly to fight for and to make sure she is proud of me and make sure I go home with a smile on my face. That's what you need to do. Find love and fight for it.
Spike Dudley: Dude, how do you not know? You must be blinded by love. We are with Stacy now, Molly was so 2000's but Stacy is the one building us along and standing in our corner.
WWE Spike Dudley: Wait, Stacy Keibler? You must be kidding? She was way to skinny for my liking. Give me a girl with a bit of booty.
Spike Dudley: Nah man, fully serious. Stacy has been there for us through the tough times and has seen us get to the top with her assistance.
WWE Spike Dudley: Well there you go then hey. I might just sit here and not say boo to a goose then.
Boss Spike Dudley: Look, we can all sit here and bounce ideas off of each other but I ain't called the Boss for nothing. Last week, we were assaulted by Cody Rhodes. That guy ain't no joke but luckily enough for him, we aren't no punchline either. Cody Rhodes needs to realize that getting on the wrong side of us was a bad mistake. I say, we show him exactly the same thing we showed Vinny last week. Why should we change our approach? We shouldn't have to bow down to that American Nightmare.... hell wasn't Vinny claiming to be our nightmare and look at what we did to him. Cody Rhodes need to be dealt with and that is exactly what we are going to do at Wrestlemania. He doesn't know what his got himself into... he won't know until it's too late and we send him even further to the back of the line. And as for your 9 Team Gauntlet Match, those teams have nothing on you. Nothing on your history, nothing on your talent, nothing on my leadership. You just need to go out there and hit a 1D, hit a 2D, keeping hitting them until you get up into the 8 Dimension with an and just keep the bodies piling up. I didn't get to this position by letting nobodies stand in my way and you guys should do exactly the same thing.
D-Von: You know what, you are making sense. We are the rulers of this UWF Universe. The Dudley Boyz are a household name for everything we have done in UWF but that is just the beginning. If we are here now, imagine where we will be when we are actually finished with what we started. At Wrestlemania, we will add another chapter and there ain't a damn thing anyone can do about it. OH MY BROTHERS, TESTIFY!!!!!
Boss Spike Dudley: DREAM OVER
With that the Boss Spike Dudley clicks his fingers and the camera's flash out, showing the current day lockeroom where all the Dudleyz are asleep. Almost instantly all 3 of them wake up. They all sit up, with a weird look on all their eyes as Bubba begins to rub his eyes. Spike and D-Von look at each other.
D-Von: Wow, that was real weird. Did you have the same dream I had with past versions of ourselves?
Spike: Yer man but what was weird is they were making sense. Cody Rhodes made a mistake last week and It's up to me to show him that and you guys, you guys just need to keep doing what you are doing and you will win the Tag Team Titles at Wrestlemania. It all makes sense, why didn't we think of that ourselves before tonight?
Bubba: What in the crabsticks are you talking about? I was too busy dreaming about McDonalds and the beautiful family boxes they have eating them to myself and not having to share with anyone. So many burgers, so many chips, so many nuggets, so many delicious things going in my mouth.
D-Von shakes his head at Bubba as he begins to dribble a little. Spike picks up some bottles from the ground. It doesn't have a label or anything in them so god knows what was in them. Spike grabs his head.
Spike: Bubba, what did you say these were again when you gave it to us?
Bubba: I told you, it was Dasani Water. I pretended to be Sami Zayn on the phone and got them to send us 3 bottles to the arena tonight. I loved it, what about you guys?
Spike: Geez it put us in a deep sleep, are you sure that it's just bottled water and their isn't any side effects?
Bubba: No man, trust me. That is Dasani and Matt Hardy isn't in UWF so there isn't any chance of getting hit with a Side Effect. We are all safe now if you guys have had enough of napping and talking, let's go get some food before our Fatal Fourway Match tonight.
With that Bubba gets up off the lounge, looking into the camera and walking towards it as D-Von and Spike look dumbfounded once again. This is the last shot of The Dudleyz as the camera fades to black.
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is a fatal four way tag team match scheduled for one fall! The winner of this match will enter last in Tag Team Turmoil at Wrestlemania, while the team that is pinned or submitted, will enter to face the World Tag Champions first. Introducing first...
YER, WE'RE COMING DOWN
GET UP, GET UP, GET UP
DROP THE BOMBSHELL.
The crowd rise to their feet as they await for the appearance of the Dudley Boyz. Surely enough, 3 figures emerge from the back, all dressed up in cameo gear with glasses on their head without the lens. Devon runs to one side, doing the usual Devon stuff he does whilst Bubba stays dead center of the stage. D-Von walks back to the center joining Bubba whilst Stacy just stands in the middle of them.
Tony Chimel: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by the Duchess of Dudleyville, Stacy Keibler at a combined weight of 549 pounds, Bubba Ray and D-Von, The Dudley Boyz!
Stacy points towards the ring as both Dudleyz start to run towards the ring, ignoring the fans bending over the side rails asking for a high five. They both slide into the ring, getting to their feet and doing the usual Dudley stuff of climbing the turnbuckles, looking out into the fans, throwing up the 3D sign as Stacy just walks around the ring, staying outside as she is ready for this match.
As the beat drops, the Chosen Bros walk out with a spring in their steps. Riddle pumps up the crowd by chanting 'BRO! BRO! BRO!' whilst Cobb continuously bobs his head to the tune of 'Regulate'. The pair make a 'Hang Loose' symbol at each other with their hands and then begin their descent down the ramp, each footstep seems to be in line with the beat of their theme.
Tony Chimel: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 479lbs. The team of Matt Riddle and Jeff Cobb; The Chosen... BROOOOOOS!
Riddle hops over the ropes, jumps and kicks his flip flops off, Cobb follows closely behind, instead opting to enter the ring as normal and throwing his t shirt into the crowd. Riddle then gets down on one knee in the centre of the ring and spreads his arms out wide. Cobb stands behind him, once again making the 'Hang Loose' hand gesture.
The funky beat of Walk The Moon's "Headphones" plays and the crowd starts to boo as it means the arrival of the former World Tag Team Champions, Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch.
Tony Chimel: At a combined weight of 346 pounds, Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch, the Dynamic Duo!
The Dynamic Duo come out from the back dancing up a storm, not a care in the world for the fans or their opponents. In these moments, its just two friends having a good time. They dance all the way down the ramp and slide into the ring. They pose on the separate turnbuckles while still bobbing their head to the music. They jump down and get ready for their match.
SHOCK. THE SYSTEM.
Fans begin to boo as the opening guitar riff to Calm Like a Bomb blasts throughout the arena. This booing intensifies as Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish waltz out on stage, shadow boxing and grinning like Cheshire cats. Once they reach the middle of the stage, they stop and throw up the UE hand signal, just as they did after they beat down the New Day.
Tony Chimel: Making their way to the ring, representing Undisputed Era at a combined weight of 397 pounds, Roderick Strong... and Bobby Fish!
The fans don't like them but they don't care. They just saunter down to the ring. Roddy slaps a drink out of someone's hand and spooky fingers at them. They both round the ring, jump onto the apron on hardcam style, and quickly step through the ropes. They quickly find their way to the middle of the ring and Roddy kneels there, pounding the mat before throwing his arms out as Fish stands behind him, throwing up the UE hand signal again. Bobby breaks from his pose to remind his partner to get up, which he does. They both wait eagerly for their match to start.
DING DING DING
The bell rings and it looks as though D-Von and Becky are going to get things started off here. Becky walks in circles around D-Von, who takes the center of the ring like the king on a hill, not wanting to move too much on his hurting leg. The fans are buzzing. And then Becky rushes in, feigning a collar-and-elbow tie-up before lifting a knee and catching the veteran Dudley in the gut, doubling him over. She quickly drops to one knee and then swings her foot around in a hard kick to the back of the injured knee of D-Von, forcing him to lose his balance and fall to the canvas. Becky then mounts the big man and starts raining fists down on him as D-Von tries to put up a guard, the official watching on as Becky pummels the veteran for several seconds before urging her to break it off.
D-Von rolls toward the ropes and uses them to pull himself up to one knee as Becky glares at him; as soon as the Dudley is up on both feet, Becky rushes him, but D-Von ducks and throws Becky up over the ropes. Lynch, however, grabs the ropes and lands on the apron behind D-Von, who wrongly assumes he has a breather before Becky grabs him around the neck and drops off the ropes in a sort of inverted top rope guillotine. The maneuver doesn't do too much damage to the thick neck of her foe, but it does cause a slingshot effect that sends D-Von stumbling forward and he steps awkwardly on the leg, tweaking it a bit. He falls to one knee at this point, and Becky capitalizes by sliding right back into the ring, sprinting for the ropes in front of D-Von, and coming right back at him with a low clothesline that lays him flat on his back. Lynch then gets to her feet, thumps her chest, and shouts "WHO'S THE MAN?!?" which, of course, draws massive heat from the crowd and a few dirty looks from the Undisputed Era.
Phillips: Becky Lynch taking advantage of a pre-existing pain in her opponent here to get an early advantage in this fatal fourway tag contest.
Graves: It's just smart tactics, Phillips. As a two-time tag champion already here on Revolution, The Man knows she needs to seize every opportunity to get the massive advantage this match will confer on the winner.
Becky walks back over to D-Von and pulls him to his feet, keeping hands around that thick neck and pulling him into some knee smashes to the face. The blows have the immediate effect of dazing the Dudley brother, but they also do cumulative damage as D-Von's nose is busted open. After five such knees, Becky throws D-Von unceremoniously to the canvas and falling on for the cover.
1...
...NO! D-Von kicks out!
Ranallo: Big kickout from D-Von Dudley who is wearing half a crimson mask and showing incredible toughness here.
Phillips: The Dudleyz are no stranger to hardcore bouts and this contest could potentially become one very quickly under the no disqualifications fatal fourway stipulation.
Becky is visibly annoyed as she quickly transitions back into a mount and starts punching D-Von some more. The veteran does manage to get a full guard up, so the blows mostly glance off and are ineffective, but the fiery ginger is unloading a ton of aggression on her foe until D-Von manages to trap both arms and roll out of the mount, putting Becky on the canvas. D-Von then roars and starts brutally headbutting Becky straight in the face, leaving her face smeared with blood — her own, and probably a bit of his. After five headbutts, D-Von pushes away from Becky and hobbles for the nearest corner to make a tag.
Graves: Becky's down and probably lights out after that savage assault and now here comes Jeff Cobb to take advantage.
Phillips: We're only ten minutes in to this contest and D-Von is not looking good on that leg.
Cobb moves right in on the brutalized Lasskicker, who by now has rolled onto all fours. Circling around so he is looming over her head, the big man doubles over and clutches her in a gutwrench hold, then starts to lift her up. But Becky manages to slip loose and, as she falls, she catches Cobb around the head and falls into a DDT! Cobb's skull hits the canvas hard, but Becky has no intention of allowing separation as she uses his mass for leverage to get to her feet and uses the chest of her shirt to wipe the blood away from her face. Much like D-Von, her nose is clearly busted, but the tough-as-nails ginger still pulls Cobb up and whips him into the Duo's corner before running at him and hitting a hard corner clothesline. Becky then tags in Sami before proceeding to connect with a series of knee lifts to the cornered Cobb's gut. As Becky keeps Cobb cornered, Sami heads to the Undisputed Era's corner and blows a raspberry at them, then sprints at Cobb just as Becky moves out of the way to hit a Helluva Kick! Cobb stumbles out of the corner and falls flat on his chest as Sami moves in, rolls him over, and hooks the leg.
1...
2...
...NO! Roderick Strong breaks up the pin!
Ranallo: Strong breaks up what probably would have been a match-ending pinfall and keeps the Undisputed Era's chances alive for that big opportunity that winning this match will confer.
Graves: He identified Jeff Cobb as dead weight and acted accordingly.
Strong heads back for his corner as Sami shouts after him. The Undisputed Era man just turns back and shrugs with a sheepish little grin on his face. This irritates Zayn and he charges Strong, but Roddy has it scouted and leaps into the air, hitting a picture-perfect dropkick on his charging foe to send Zayn crashing backward onto his back. Strong then rolls out onto the apron as Zayn gets back to his feet with a face betraying a ton of anger. He turns back to find Jeff Cobb slowly finding his own feet and decides to vent it on the Chosen Bro, running at him and hitting a brutal kick to the side of the head that sends the doubled-over Cobb back onto the canvas. Zayn then heads over to his corner as Becky hands him a bottle of Dasani. He twists off the cap and takes a long swig from the bottle, then stands over Cobb and upends it, spilling ice-cold spring water onto Cobb, who flinches in reaction! Cobb rolls out onto the apron and uses the ropes to find his feet as Zayn throws the bottle at him. The big man deflects it with a forearm, but then Sami spits a fine mist of Dasani in Cobb's face, blinding him and drawing nuclear heat from the crowd.
Phillips: What a dirty move by the two-time tag champion!
Graves: He's putting that sponsorship to good use AND Dasani is getting brand placement, you've got to love it!
As Cobb is blinded by the water, Sami runs the ropes opposite and leaps clean over the big man, spinning down behind him to land on his feet with his back to the big man before bringing him down off the apron with a powerbomb! The athletic maneuver is a dazzling sight to behold, but it nets only booing from the crowd as Zayn stands over Cobb and runs his mouth at the Chosen Bro with a sadistic grin on his face.
Ranallo: Sami Zayn hit a modified sunset flip powerbomb off the apron and Jeff Cobb may be out of it here!
Zayn has no intention of allowing Cobb to get off so lightly. He uses his boot to line Cobb's throat up, and then starts stomping on it repeatedly, the corus of boos from the crowd growing louder with every stomp as Riddle shouts from the apron and Cobb tries to get his hands up to protect. "Try rapping with a crushed windpipe, fatty!" Zayn shouts as he puts his boot right to the neck now and grinds his heel into the throat of his foe, Cobb grabbing at his shin as his face starts to go a disturbing shade of purple with the blatant choke. The official shouts at Sami from inside the ring, but there's no disqualifications. Riddle decides to take matters into his own hands and hops off the apron, then dashes around the ring to confront Zayn, but for his effort he catches a hard diving clothesline from Becky, who charges and leaps from the apron to take him down! The fans are extra heated now as Becky gets in on the action with Sami, the two simply stomping brutally on Cobb. The Undisputed Era show no interest in breaking things up as nothing is at risk here, and even the Dudleyz think twice of it before finally dropping off the apron and rounding the ring themselves. Riddle finds his feet and discovers himself flanked by Bubba and D-Von as Becky and Sami pause from the assault on Cobb to turn toward their foes.
Strong and Fish watch, amused, as the two start trading blows with the trio on the other side, Bubba and D-Von double-teaming Lynch while Riddle charges Becky and attempts a bicycle kick, only to be hit with a chop block to the front of his planted shin and sent chin-first into the guardrail of a nearby barricade. Riddle falls onto his back, dazed, as Becky turns and penalty kicks the back of D-Von's calf, causing him to stumble to one knee, then she and Zayn double-team Bubba, unloading on him with combination strikes before Becky clotheslines him over the barricade. As the brutality continues, Roddy climbs up onto the top turnbuckle of the Undisputed Era's corner and sits there, laughing, while Fish cracks jokes about the combatants.
Phillips: Chaos has broken out here and the Undisputed Era are simply watching the show!
Graves: Can you blame them? It's not every day the trash takes itself out, Tom.
With his defenders temporarily dispatched, Sami and Becky turn their focus back to Cobb, who is using a barricade to climb back to his feet. Looking to each other and nodding, the two run right at him and hit stereo dropkicks on Cobb's massive chest that send him crashing into the barricade, which collapses behind him as he spills into the front-row fans. After getting to their feet, Sami and Becky high-five and head back up onto the apron, Sami entering the ring once again. The official surveys the wreckage — and Cobb — before making an "X" with his arms. As he does so, the fans collectively fall into a hush, watching as medical personnel come down from the backstage and the bell rings once.
DING!
Ranallo: The ring bell has been rung to momentarily call for a halt to this match as it looks like Jeff Cobb has been injured by the horrible deeds of the two-time former World Tag Champions.
Phillips: It looks like Sami and Becky have found a way to remove threats to their chance at last-entrant advantage in tag team turmoil!
Graves: This is a ruse! Cobb was headed toward certain defeat, he's removing himself from the equation so the Chosen Bros don't suffer the disadvantage of losing here!
Sami and Becky start mocking Cobb by mocking rubbing tears away from their eyes, but the Dudleyz and Riddle crowd around as the medical personnel tend to the wounded big man. Roderick and Fish simply start talking with each other about how this might impact their strategy. After several minutes, two security personnel pull Cobb up out of the wreckage of the barricade and drape his arms over their shoulders as they lead him out of the arena, the fans applauding Jeff, who seems responsive but is visibly wincing. Sami rolls his eyes as Becky watches Cobb be carted off and the Dudleyz return to their corner, Riddle watching his friend being taken to the backstage before turning back to and sliding into the ring. Riddle walks over to the official and confers with him, the referee nodding before turning to the timekeeper's area and gesturing for the match to resume.
DING DING!
As soon as the bell rings, Riddle runs at Sami Zayn, intending to hit a runing knee strike. Becky shoves Sami out of the way as she sees it coming; Riddle gets noting but air, landing on one foot and off-balance near the ropes. Becky runs right at him and grabs him in a German suplex clutch, tossing him overhead. He lands hard on the canvas in an awkward way as Sami runs the ropes, leaps up onto the second one, and springboards into a moonsault before hooking the leg!
Graves: YES! End this, Sami!
Phillips: Is Riddle the legal man now?
Ranallo: He is the only remaining representative of Jeff Cobb's team, so I suppose it makes sense.
1...
2...
...NO! Bobby Fish breaks up the cover!
Ranallo: Once again the Undisputed Era keep themselves in the running for that prime position by breaking up the cover.
Zayn gets to his feet and shoves Fish, who shoves him right back. The two of them exchange words before Zayn throws a forearm, but Fish has it scouted and ducks under! As Zayn turns around, he catches a hard kick to the chest that sends him back into the ropes. When he rebounds off of them, Fish kicks him hard in the chest once again, and repeats a third time after propping Zayn's chin up to expose the chest. As Zayn rebounds off the ropes the fourth time, he tries a toe-kick on Fish, but Fish catches the boot and throws him with a dragon screw leg whip. Though Fish is not the legal man and thus not a beneficiary of the attacks, he does create an opening for Riddle to tag in Bubba, and as he sees the Dudley stepping in, Fish heads out onto the apron.
Bubba moves in on the prone Zayn with a grin on his face, knowing he has a big opportunity to take advantage of here as he pulls Zayn to his feet and hits him with three quick jabs and, after grabbing his crotch and shouting something lewd, an old-fashioned bionic elbow! The two-time former champion falls to the canvas, but Bubba has no intentions of allowing separation as he pulls Sami right back to his feet and sends him hard into the Dudleys' corner, then charges in and connects with a body avalanche! As Bubba pulls away, he picks up Sami, carries him to the middle of the ring and then drops him with a sidewalk slam, staying on top for the cover.
1...
2...
...NO! Sami Zayn kicks out!
Phillips: Bubba Ray is putting in work against Sami Zayn here, but the Underdog refuses to stay down.
Ranallo: The big man came in like a wrecking ball, though it seems that everything he's done falls short of enough to win.
Graves: That's because he's underestimating his opponent! The Dynamic Duo are the winningest tag team of this generation, gentlemen!
Bubba pulls Zayn right up to his feet and then headbutts him, causing Sami to fall back into the ropes and rebound into a flapjack! With the fans buzzing, Bubba gets to his feet and points at D-Von. "D-VON! GET THE TABLE!" The fans erupt at this as D-Von hops off the apron and grabs a table out from under the ring, setting it up on the outside!
Graves: Are these degenerates really going to bring that hardcore nonsense from the 90s back into the UWF? Throw them out of the match, ref!
Phillips: What, your favorites get to do dirty deeds all over the arena, but as soon as someone else starts to do it you get upset?
Bubba pulls Zayn to his feet and, with a sick grin on his face, he grabs Sami by the shoulder and trunks and launches him between the top and middle ropes at the table! As Sami passes through, D-Von grabs him in a DDT clutch and follows through with the DDT into the table, senting splinters into the air as Sami is sent through it skull-first! The fans pop and then kick up a "HOLY SHIT!" chant as even Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish wince after watching Zayn put through solid wood. Lynch yells at the official to do anything, but the referee holds up four fingers as though to remind her of the stipulation. Pulling at her hair in frustration, Lynch screams as Bubba slips out of the ring and helps D-Von to his feet, then the two of them roll Sami into the ring. Before the veterans can get in, however, Sami shows remarkable awareness as he surges for a corner, tagging in Matt Riddle!
Ranallo: Another tag-in for Matt Riddle here and notice how the Undisputed Era have yet to actually fight as legal competitors in this match.
Graves: It's the other teams! They don't want to let Strong and Fish in because they know they'll lose at that point!
Phillips: Unfortunately for those teams, if the Era do get tagged in, they're going to be totally fresh. And judging from the things these teams are doing to each other here to win this opportunity, that could be a huge advantage.
As the Dudleys enter the ring, Riddle runs at Bubba and connects with a spinning toe kick that sends the big man down before swinging around the other leg and sweeping D-Von's out from under him. With both men on the canvas, Riddle kips up. Bubba sits up, but immediately catches a low superkick to the face for his efforts; as D-Von sits up, Riddle hits the ropes and punts him on the spine with a penalty kick! Some fans actually cheer, though the subset of Dudley fans boo Riddle as he climbs up onto the second rope and leaps off with a senton bomb onto Bubba, staying on for the cover!
1...
2...
...NO! Becky Lynch breaks up the cover!
Phillips: And now the Irish Lasskicker gets involved to make the save for her team.
As Lynch gets to her feet, so does Riddle. She tries for a toe kick, but he catches the foot and rolls over it, then attempts a pele kick! Unfortunately for Matt, Becky has it scouted and ducks under, and he lands hard on hands and knees. Before he can recover, she grabs him by tights and shoulder and launches him into the Undisputed Era's corner, causing his shoulder to collide with the steel ring post hard and with a loud pop that can be heard in the stands! The fans boo loudly as Fish looks down at Riddle, shrugs, and tags himself into the match!
Graves: Ask and you shall receive, gentlemen. The Undisputed Era are about to make their presence known!
Fish enters the ring as Bubba recovers in the Chosen Bros' empty corner, charges at him and handsprings into a back elbow before rolling forward and back to his feet. As Bubba is still stumbling out of the corner from the elbow, Fish unloads with a MASSIVE superkick that levels the veteran. Fish falls on for the cover.
1...
2...
...NO! Bubba kicks out!
Ranallo: Mamma mia! These teams are beating the Hell out of each other here...
Graves: ...except for the Undisputed Era, who have hardly been touched...
Ranallo: ...and if this is a preview of what's to come at Wrestlemania, you had all better buckle up, because that's going to be a showcase of sheer brutality!
ish has had enough. With three of the six foes effectively out of commission, he looks to Strong and nods, then grabs Bubba and pulls him to his feet before putting him in a suplex clutch and leading him to the Era's corner. Fish lifts Bubba up and sits him on the top rope. Fish then climbs up to the second rope and starts pummeling Bubba's forehead with closed-fist strikes.
Phillips: Bobby Fish is preparing to take Bubba for some kind of brutal ride here and I'm not sure I want to see this.
Ranallo: Ladies and gentlemen, avert your childrens' eyes, because what happens next may disturb you.
After ten blows, Fish climbs up onto the top rope and works the crowd with a taunt, but before he can execute his maneuver Bubba taps into an unexpected second wind and stands up, lifting Fish up onto his shoulders before leaping off the top with a sitout superbomb! The fans erupt in a HUGE pop for Bubba as he falls flat on his back, Fish left twitching and laid out on his own back as the official surveys the carnage in the ring. Roderick Strong wastes no time trying to inspire his teammate as he stomps on the apron and claps, calling for a tag. Both Becky and D-Von are doing the same. Riddle is just finding his place in his team's corner. It's anyone's contest, but the legal men are not moving. The official checks on Fish, who after a moment starts to nod in response and roll onto his side, looking at Strong who is urging him to make the hot tag.
Graves: C'mon Bobby! You guys built an advantage. Use it!
Phillips: I don't think anyone is in the position to take advantage here, Corey.
Bubba rolls onto his own hands and knees and crawls toward the ropes, using them to prop himself up. Unfortunately for him, he doesn't realize where he is: right near Roderick Strong. As Bubba pulls up to his vertical base, Roderick casually walks up to the other side of the ropes from him and leaps up, connecting flush to the temple with an enzuigiri! The blow sends Bubba staggering, and now Fish is there and waiting for him, catching him in a T-bone clutch and throwing him with a suplex! Bubba lands hard, but rolls for the corner opposite, tagging in Becky Lynch! Fish grins as he gets back to his feet, gesturing for Becky to bring it. She runs right at him and Fish fires off a superkick, but Becky slides under it and straight up punches Fish in the groin! Bobby doubles over and Becky rolls him up in a small package, grabbing a fistful of tights!
Ranallo: Lynch looks like she's giving Fish an atomic wedgie in that roll-up!
1...
2...
...NO! Roderick Strong breaks up the pin!
Becky rolls away and kips up! Roderick charges at her, but she hits a deep arm drag. As she gets back to her feet with Strong in her sights, she turns her back on Fish — a critical error as he spins her around, catches her leg and throws her with a release exploder suplex to the outside! Becky lands with a hard thud on the floor as Fish nods at Roderick, both of them heading for Bubba as he finds his feet again. Fish hits a hard kick to the right thigh and Roderick connects with a knife's edge chop, but somehow Bubba roars and powers through as he grabs both men by their skulls and slams their faces together! The fans erupt in laughter as the Undisputed Era men stagger away from each other, Fish toward the Chosen Bros' corner where Matt Riddle tags himself in! Bubba doesn't see it and finds himself totally blindsided as Riddle leaps up to the top rope and attempts a diving crossbody, but he catches Matt regardless and throws him backward in a fallaway slam that happens to send the Chosen Bro careening into Strong, grounding both. Bubba, perhaps forgetting he's not the legal man, runs right at the heap of humanity and leaps into the air, connecting with a HUGE senton on to both men! The fans pop as Bubba gets to his feet and works them by throwing up his hands in his typical pose across the chest, but as he does this Becky slides in behind him!
Phillips: Turn around, Bubba! You're in trouble!
Almost as if taking a queue from commentary, Bubba turns around, but as he does Becky kicks him straight in the groin! Bubba doubles over as Becky throws herself back into the ropes, using the rebound for some momentum to flip over Bubba's back and carry through to the ropes opposite. As Bubba straightens up and turns, he does so in perfect timing for Becky to hit a headscissors takedown! The fans boo loudly as Becky gets back to her feet just as Riddle rushes her looking for the Final Flash, only to be caught and lifted up and over into a Bexploder amplified in force through his own momentum! Becky gets to her feet and heads for the nearest corner, but as she does Strong reaches out and tags himself in to a massive eruption of heat from the fans before grabbing Becky blatantly by the hair and pulling her toward the ropes, then dropping off with a top rope guillotine! As Becky stumbles away clutching at her throat, Roderick slides into the ring and when she turns around, she is caught by a quick and brutal Death by Roderick! Becky rolls out of the ring as Fish pushes to his feet and both men happen to spy Riddle getting back to his feet. Throwing a nod at each other, they ground Riddle with a Total Elimination! Roderick covers as D-Von tries to intervene, only to be cut off with a Flying Fish Hook by Bobby Fish.
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Here are your winners,
THE UNDISPUTED ERA!
Phillips: WHAT! No! I don't believe it!
Graves: Believe it or not, Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish executed a perfect strategy here and now they'll be the final entrants into tag team turmoil at Wrestlemania!
Ranallo: And with Jeff Cobb seemingly seriously injured, you've got to wonder what Matt Riddle's chances will be in the same match now that they'll be the first into the fray against the World Tag Champion Kyle O'Reilly and his potential mystery partner.
As Strong has his arm raised in victory, Fish finds his own feet and heads on over to wrap his tag partner up in a big hug. Riddle's out of it on the canvas. Bubba and D-Von are regrouping on the outside while Becky and Sami are already headed to the back, visibly frustrated. The fans are booing loudly at the scene, which perhaps presages the outcome of tag team turmoil, as the show moves along.
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DING DING!
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is your main event! Introducing first...
YOW!
Velveteen's theme starts, and Velveteen Dream comes out from Gorilla, looks at the crowd and poses. The crowd has mixed reactions to the Dream. They are impressed by his wrestling skills and promo work, but he can treat them with disrespect sometimes when he lets his ego inflate.
Tony Chimel: Making his way from Capitol City, Washington D.C, weighed in at 227 lbs, "the Experience," the Velveteen Dream!
Velveteen then proceeds down the ramp in a very flamboyant, cocky, way. Completely sure he will beat his opponent and whoever tries to mess with him.
Velveteen Dream gets into the ring and spins around making sure everyone can experience the true experience of Velveteen Dream, showing off his beautiful and amazing body and attire. Once he finished spinning, he gets down and rolls on the ground
Making sure everyone can see him right in the middle of the ring doing what he does best, which is being better than everyone.
He then gets on his stomach, pushes himself backwards, stares at the camera, and gets up. He then takes out his mouth guard and puts it on, ready for his match.
Tony Chimel: And the opponent...
As the hard-driving opening of Black Mountain's "Tyrants" hits the arena sound system, the fans hit their feet. The house lights abruptly cut out before multicolored spotlights begin to sweep in wide arcs across the cheering crowd, and then the intro portion of the song comes to an end as the lights coalesce on the stage and a huge pyrotechnic explosion signals the arrival of the Cosmic Crusader. As the smoke clears, Johnny steps onto the stage in full regalia, his UWF Championship worn proudly on one shoulder as his free hand rises in a closed-fist victory pose.
Tony Chimel: From the Eternal Cosmos and weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the Reigning and Defending UWF Champion... Johnny Morrison!
After his name has been announced, there's another resounding pop from the fans, and Morrison heads down the ramp with a confident swagger. He claps palms with every eager fan that he can, smiling widely as he does so. The UWF Champion then jogs up the ring steps, enters the ring, and heads to his corner, climbing it to hold the championship high once again before shrugging off his coat and handing it and the title to the official. Morrison then turns back to his corner to perform some pre-match stretches ahead of the battle that is yet to come.
DING DING!
As the ring bell sounds, the two competitors begin to circle one another, each man feeling out their opponent so that their first actions in the match are less reckless and more calculated. The UWF Champion lunges forward, seemingly going for a lock-up, but as Dream follows suit he gets his arms smacked away as Johnny brings his arms outward to do so then grabs the cheek of his opponent and wiggles it as if to say it’s cute that he fell for the ruse. Dream doesn’t take kindly to the cockiness as he smacks Johnny’s hand away and a look of disgust appears on his face, insulted and repulsed that anyone, even someone as prestigious as Johnny Morrison, would touch him.
The two men begin circling each other again as this time, Dream is the first to lunge in for the lock-up. As Johnny goes to lock-up, Velveteen returns the favor from earlier and brings his own arms outward to smack Johnny’s away as he delivers a headbutt to the UWF Champion. Johnny takes a brief step backward and puts his palm to his forehead, then looks at it before looking at Dream, shooting him a smile to acknowledge in a way that he had that one coming. Dream smiles back but smugly as he knows it was deserved and doesn’t need anyone’s acknowledgement and it’s at this moment that Johnny throws a kick to the abdomen but Dream catches it and casts the leg aside as he barrels over the champ with a clothesline.
John kips up to his feet as Velveteen pivots and looks for another but John ducks it and does some maneuvering of his own as he ends up at Dream’s blind spot and hoists him up and down to the mat with a quick Belly-to-Back Suplex. The, “Shaman of Sexy” holds on after impact and brings his opponent to his feet as he goes for another one but Dream stomps on the right foot and slips an elbow into the abdomen, this allowing him to slip around so that he’s standing behind Morrison. Velveteen goes for a Belly-to-Back Suplex of his own, towards the ropes because of where they’re positioned, but Johnny slips free at the height of the lift and throw and goes over the top rope and lands on the apron.
Johnny grabs the top rope and springs up onto it as he leaps at Dream but Dream catches him in a face lock and uses his momentum against him as he connects with a Cutter! The, “Wednesday Night Delight” pops up from the mat because of the way he lands as Velveteen gets up and goes for a left forearm but Morrison leaps up and goes split-legged, each leg straightening as he avoids the forearm but also kicks his opponent in the face. Morrison lands on his feet and grabs Dream as he’s knocked back, whipping him into the nearest corner as he hits chest first.
JoMo follows after by charging but Dream puts his hands out to each side of him and leaps up, extending his legs out as he grabs Johnny around the neck with his ankles and twists downward as he lets go of the turnbuckle, launching Morrison awkwardly through the ropes as he lands on the apron somehow. Johnny leaps up after landing, but Dream throws a Superkick around the same time so Johnny’s attempted Pele’ Kick is thwarted by the Superkick connecting with his knee as he crashes and burns on the way down, landing awkwardly on his head and neck on the edge of the apron before falling to the floor.
Tom Phillips: Well before that happened I’d say it was an even playing field.
Mauro Ranallo: I just hope there’s a good chiropractor in the Palace of Wisdom because Johnny’s gonna need it after that landing.
Corey Graves: Face it, guys. Dream’s offense is like the Coronavirus, it’s gonna shut down anything Morrison tries to do!
Adam Cole: Nice one, Corey. Not too soon at all.
Johnny is to his feet relatively quickly considering the spill he just took as he’s holding his neck with one of his hands, thankfully it isn’t broken but yikes does it have to hurt right now. Dream isn’t going to let him breathe though as he comes through the ropes with a Suicide Dive.
Excalibur: Tope’ Suicida!
Adam Cole: Where’d he come from?
As both competitors get to their feet, John is still holding his neck and looks dizzied as Dream charges him, the champ managing to pick him up with his free arm and bending his leg, dropping Dream groin first onto his knee. Dream pops off of the knee holding his groin as Johnny leaps up onto the ringside barricade and leaps off with a kick to the side of the head but Dream grabs the leg and Johnny lands ugly as Velveteen grapevines the leg and lies down as he applies an Ankle Lock.
Taz: Johnny Morrison’s in a bad way now, my man. The way Velveteen Dream is straightenin’ out his body and puttin’ all that torque on the leg, I’ll be surprised if we don’t see a tapout!
Adam Cole: Seriously, where are you guys coming from?
Dream lets up after a moment and gets up, sliding into the ring and returning to his feet. Johnny gets up on the outside, favoring his leg, as Dream runs into the ropes behind him and looks for another Suicide Dive but Johnny leaps onto the apron just as he’s coming through the ropes and hooks the head with his arm, grabbing his body with the other arm as both men come off the apron, JoMo using Dream’s momentum against him to hit a Vertical Suplex into the ringside barricade.
Because of the nature of the landing, Dream’s legs take the brunt of it on top of the barricade and Morrison’s back also absorbs a lot of the punishment but both men are back up regardless, Dream favoring his legs as he limps gingerly towards Johnny and Johnny walks over to Dream with one hand on his back. Velveteen takes a wide swing at Morrison who sidesteps and grabs Dream, draping him over the ringside barricade as he scrambles up onto the apron and ascends the top turnbuckle. Morrison throws an arm into the air to give his signature pose then leaps off the top towards Dream but Dream rolls to the floor at the last second and Johnny goes crashing through the barricade!
Tom Phillips: Shades of Aztec Warfare for sure but what will the attempt cost him?
Mauro Ranallo: Mamma Mia, what a gamble gone wrong!
Corey Graves: You want to know what it’ll cost him, Tom? The match! Because Johnny Morrison is a losing champion!
Adam Cole: Please, Dream’s the bigger failure of the two and you know it!
Velveteen climbs to his feet, still favoring his legs a bit, as he guides Johnny to a vertical base and rolls him into the ring. As he slides in after, he immediately goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR...NO!
Just when Dream thought it was all over, Johnny Morrison finds the grit needed to stay in this one somehow. The Velveteen One is beside himself as he stands up and audibly questions, “How?”. As he sees that Johnny is still down after getting the shoulder up and looks gassed however, his disbelief becomes rage as he delivers a stomp to the abdomen. Johnny winces at the impact as the stomps continue and become closer together in delivery as they do. The champ rolls over onto his back now as the stomps are now redirected to the shoulder blades and spine before Dream drops an elbow to the kidneys.
Dream gets up and kicks Johnny in the stomach as he rolls onto his back and drops another elbow, this time to the sternum. Johnny sits up as Dream grabs him by the hair with one hand and punches him with the other as he guides him forcefully to a vertical base. Velveteen then hoists Johnny onto his shoulders and, quicker than a hiccup, connects with the Dream Valley Driver as he again goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...NO!
This time Johnny kicks out as Dream creates some distance and looks even more frustrated than he did before. The crowd starts chanting for the UWF Champion as Dream heads over and guides him to a vertical base, hoisting Johnny onto his shoulders again.
Tom Phillips: Dream going to the well again. Will it pay off this time?
Mauro Ranallo: Our UWF Champion hasn’t been the same since taking that dangerous leap earlier.
Corey Graves: Put him away, Dream!
Adam Cole: Don’t put him away!
Johnny slips free at the last second and pushes Dream away. As Dream turns to face him, the, “Guru of Greatness” manages to blast him with the Extradimensional Rift as Dream goes down! Johnny bends down and grabs a hold of Dream, dragging him over to the corner. He slaps the top turnbuckle, preparing for the Cosmic Calamity but something on the stage catches his eye. It's none other than Dr. Cube and Ultramantis Black with the UWF Championship over his shoulder!
Tom Phillips: And there's the title that should rightfully be on Johnny Morrison's shoulder.
But it's not there because it's on someone better. That title knows where it wants to be and that's with Ultramantis Black.
Johnny points to Ultramantis and tells him that this is going to be his future. He jumps up for the Cosmic Calamity but Dream gets his knees up at the last second! Morrison rolls around the ring, holding his ribs in pain while Cube is laughing at the top of the stage. Both men sturggle to their feet but Dream is up first and when Johnny gets up, he's scooped up and planted with the Dream Valley Driver! Dream waste no time in going up to the top rope. Once there, Cole sdtands up on commentary to try and distract him but Dream ignores him, flying over to Johnny and driving his elbow into him with the Purple Rainmaker! He makes the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Tony Chimel:Here is your winner, the Velveteen Dream!
As soon as he gets his hand raised, he's attacked from behind by Adam Cole! Cole starts laying in shots to the back of the head with Dream trying to cover up. Cole brings him back up to his feet and starts yelling in his face, slapping him a couple of times. Dream shoves him away but Cole comes back, clotheslining him out of the ring! Cole follows him to the outside while Ultramantis Black and Dr. Cube start slowly walking down the ramp. Cole picks up Dream but the Dream staggers him with a headbutt! Cole retreats over to the barricade but Velveteen comes running right after him, clotheslining him into the crowd! Dream climbs onto the barricade and jumps off with a double axe handle to the back. Now Cole is on the run as Dream fights him through the crowd.
Corey Graves: Someone stop this guy from attacking one of our top guys!
Tom Phillips:Are you serious Corey? Cole is the one who attacked him!
As the two are fighting in the crowd, Dr. Cube and Ultramantis climb into the ring. Morrison is getting up and sees them, running right at Black only to get taken down with a big boot! The crowd is booing the duo but those boos get even louder when Dr. Cube reveals a pair of handcuffs. The doctor handcuffs Johnny to the middle rope and heads to the outside. Ultramantis takes the UWF Championship and places it on the ground, right out of Morrison's reach. On the outside, Dr. Cube lifts up the apron and pulls out a sledgehammer! He also grabs a mic from nearby and climbs back into the ring. He hands to mic to Ultramantis who begins to speak.
Ultramantis Black: Tonight, we put to rest the rot that has infested this company. The rot that has plagued the wrestling society as a whole. For this title has made men go to wars, end each other's lives. Driven each other mad. And all for the mere pettiness of a symbolic gesture of history. And history is where this object of rot will reside as tonight, we put a stake through the heart of rot. Tonight we put a stake through the heart of the UWF by destroying the very symbol of it. Tonight the UWF title will be no more, our very own champion is in attendance for the proceedings. However I Ultramantis Black will be the one to swing the hammer into the heart. I do not doubt our champion could do such an act himself, but greed makes men's hearts waver. I tossed this title aside once before, and have no connection to it. So I bear no guilt when ending it's existence.
Cube hands over the sledgehammer to Ultramantis. He's about to raise it high above his head when through the crowd comes out none other than Taya Valkyrie! She slides into the ring and Cube tries to warn Black but when he turns around, he eats a superkick to the jaw! Cube tries to quickly leave the ring but in his rush to leave, his head blocks him from easily escaping. Taya grabs a hold of him, turns him around and kicks him straight in the nuts! She leaves the ring and starts to look under it, pulling out a pair of bolt cutters. The handcuffs are no match for that and Morrison is free! Ultramantis has rolled out of the ring and is slowly walks backwards up the ramp.
Morrison taunts Ultramantis to come finish the job but Black refuses. The UWF Champion's attention is then turned to Dr. Cube who is writhing around on the ground. Johnny gets a smile on his face and drags Cube over to the corner. From there he jumps to the top rope, bouncing off them to hit Cube with the Cosmic Calamity! The crowd burst into cheers and Morrison picks up the true UWF Championship. Taya grabs the replica Johnny has been carrying around and together they raise the titles up, Ultramantis watching them from the stage as the show comes to a close.
END OF SHOW
Confirmed for Wrestlemania
Brock Lesnar vs Rey Mysterio vs Roman Reigns vs Hornswoggle
Credits
Mysterio vs Havoc vs Lesnar - Roach
New Kingdom vs Shibata/Ikeman - Fauche
Dream vs Morrison - Dresden
Tag 4 way - Crann
World Warriors vs Guevara/Leyton, Cody vs Tessa - Danny